"Weiwei, I was wrong, give me another chance, please."
Lin Hao knelt on the ground with one knee, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, his voice was choked, and his nose was about to run out. He just knelt at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding on to the strap of my bag in front of dozens of people coming and going.
The uncles and aunties around me have already begun to point fingers.
"Why is this girl so cruel? My husband is on his knees and still doesn't forgive her."
"That's right, he looks human-like and has a really hard heart."
"What's the point of divorce? A couple quarrels at the head of the bed and makes peace at the end of the bed."
I looked down at Lin Hao's face.
I have been looking at this face for three years. When we got married, he said he would give me the whole world. Now that we are divorced, he says he will kneel down for me. To be honest, if I hadn't seen the chat records with his little secretary on his phone last night, I might have been really moved by his drama.
"Lin Hao, get up." I pulled on the strap of my bag, and he pulled it tighter.
"Don't get up! If you don't forgive me today, I will kneel down and die here!" He raised his head, tears falling down loudly, so loud that the whole street could hear him, "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have worked overtime without you, and I shouldn't have forgotten our wedding anniversary. You can hit me and scold me, but don't get divorced!"
There were already people around taking pictures with their mobile phones.
I sighed inwardly. Lin Hao is really good at acting. He had this affectionate look when he was chasing me, and he fooled me around. Now that he's divorced, he still doesn't forget to do this, so he can win an Oscar.
At this moment, a sound suddenly exploded in my head.
"Ding - the mind-reading system has been bound to the host. Do you want to enable it?"
